Surprisingly, Wi Hajoon's tone was also full of gloominess, as if he had been hurt by Rim Young's question just now. Rim Young sat next to him, deep in thought and silent, when Wi Hajoon forced his face upwards and climbed on top of him. Standing on his knees, he pushed one between his legs as Rim Young's eyes widened at the sudden closeness.
"W-What are you doing?"
Rim Young's words trembled, visibly shaken as Wi Hajoon lowered his face as if he was going to kiss him. Rim Young quickly closed his eyes, but the kiss he was expecting never came. He slowly opened his eyes again to see Wi Hajoon staring right at him.
"Why are you so flustered? You want me to kiss you?"
"...!"
